Thursday, July 17, 2008

The Things We Do For Love

You know the lyrics to the song:

"Like walking in the rain and the snow when there's nowhere to go, when you're feeling like a part of you is dying...and you're looking for the answer in her eyes...you think you're gonna break up, then she says she wants to make up..."


There are lots of things people do for love. The thing I do? Endure Ed's odd (crap-ass) choice of movies.

Just last night I was subject to another one of the movies he wanted me to see. Usually, I will resist with every fiber of my being and do everything in my power to get out of having to watch it; I tell him I've already seen it (until he makes me prove it by asking what my favorite part in the movie was), try to trick him into thinking he chose the last movie, so now it's my turn, vow to do all his paperwork for the next six months if he doesn't subject me to another cinematic disaster, and if all else fails, I detail and promise the most fantastical sexual escapade one could think of.


None of these tactics ever work.

So now I can add American Psycho (deranged Christian Bale) to the list of horrible movies I've acquiesced to before I continue my mourning of the two hours of my life that I'll never be able to get back.

Some of the others I've had to sit through while acting the part of the "good girlfriend" are:

The Machinist (skinny, creepy Christian Bale)

Requiem For A Dream (only enjoyable if you are taking hallucinogens)

Silver City (political snore)

Harsh Times
(neurotic, thieving Christian Bale)


Syriana
(fat George Clooney)


Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy
(I fell asleep in the theater)


Indiana Jones And The Kingdom Of The Crystal Skull
(five minutes into the movie, when the flying refrigerator made its appearance, is when I walked out)


I'm not wholly a chick flick girl like most guys claim their women are. I do like love stories and musicals, but I also like action, drama, documentaries and Indie films. I'm not a fan of horror, war movies or sci-fi.

Thank God I wasn't around when Ed decided to watch Pi. I think I would have seriously considered how I could take my own life with a Twizzler had I been forced to watch a movie about math.

7 comments:

MeHereNow said...

I feel a Christian Bale thing going on?!

MeHereNow said...

I just googled "Christian Bale" adn got a shock that it was a man! For some unknown reason I read "ChristiNA Bale"!!!!

Must read more carefully!

Geggie said...

Oh so sad! I actually loved The Machinist and Requiem for a Dream, I mean, as much as you can love those types of films. Both are pretty rough. And American Pshyco -- I actually liked that too.

Indiana Jones...I'm with you. Are you familiar with the term "Jumping the shark"? That's for TV, the new term for movies is "Nuking the fridge". Ha!

~**Dawn**~ said...

Ugh. I had some friends a long time ago that loved that movie (American Psycho). I was roped into watching it on more than one occasion. It thoroughly disturbed me. Perhaps I should have taken that as a sign & "broken up" with that group a lot sooner than I did. =P

Anonymous said...

I was so sure you saw "The Dark Knight". I haven't seen it but had a nightmare about it last night!
Creepy!
ed's mom

thotlady said...

I came over from Michelle's at bleedingespresso.com.

I have not heard of or seen any of those movies. Thank God.

We just saw 'Journey to the Center of the Earth' on Saturday. In 3-D.

I could have done without the 3-D, very blurry at times. Otherwise the movie was ok. Short, only 1 hour and 45 minutes. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Paul said...

Requiem for a Dream on acid? Requiem for a Dream on reality was harsh enough!!